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Yeah, I know that I’ve wandered into quite the sticky subject here. I’ve had to mull this over quite a bit to organize my thoughts into something coherent enough to actually post. About six weeks ago, Peter posted a controversial op/ed concerning pedophiles. A couple days later, LabRatweighed in on the subject and garnered some bizarre commenting. Things started getting weird with the third commenter, whom LabRat wisely blocked after he had spouted quite a bit of… …his own *unique* opinion. Here is the chilling comment in question:

“Sex with a child and sex with an adult of your own gender isn’t just two flavors of “deviant sex”, it’s one flavor of sex versus rape.”

Ridiculous. Sex with a child is sex with a child. “Consent” is a trap, because its a legal term: no one signs a contract before making love.

Rape is rape: is when someone does not want to have sex and is forced to do so. But sex with a child can be consensual the same way any other sex can be consensual.

Consensual sex means two people that want to experience pleasure together, be it two adults, an adult and a child, two children… Saying that sex with a child is always “rape” is completely absurd because it ignores the desires and the longings of the child.

Depriving children from their sexual rights are what child molesters and society at large do: the former force their sexuality with the child, the latter deprive kids from their sexual impulses. Child sexual abuse is also saying that children cannot have sex: you are taken their sexual rights away.

Huh. That makes my hair stand up every time I read it. Let me switch gears here and put it in ways that make me feel a little less like hunting LabRat’s commenter down like an animal for the good of all of society. If you have read my blog, you know that I have a son. Wee Bot is twelve and a half years old. In Nigeria, South Korea, and Spain the legal age of consent is thirteen years old according to this source. There are reasons that this is accepted as too young to the vast majority of the civilized world.

Wee Bot is a good kid. If he were allowed to make his own decisions, he would likely switch to a strict diet of cane sugar and bacon, and he would abandon his school lessons so he could play video games full-time. Is he retarded? No, he’s TWELVE. If you believe like I do, God gives us parents to protect us and to make decisions for us because we are not capable of making our own decisions when we are children. For my non-believing friends, our parents are our decision-making caretakers for the survival of the species. The argument works pretty well either way. You have likely seen pictures of WeeBot shooting in the pages of this blog. What you may not see is me, his personal RSO, assuring that he is handling the gun in a safe manner – because although he’s good, he requires a guardian that watches over his safety. On the range I am his Range Safety Officer. Everywhere else, I’m his Life Safety Officer. He requires this and he deserves this.

Now, let’s go back to the subject at hand. If you do not believe that sexual activity is life changing, then you likely need to talk to a therapist yourself. You can find information about the effects of child sexual abuse here. From the linked article:

Depending on the severity of the incident, victims of sexual abuse may also develop fear and anxiety regarding the opposite sex or sexual issues and may display inappropriate sexual behavior. However, the strongest indication that a child has been sexually abused is inappropriate sexual knowledge, sexual interest, and sexual acting out by that child.

(Emphasis mine.) Read that as it is not normal for children to show an interest in sexuality. If one engages in sexual activity with a child because the child showed interest, they have just become part of the problem as the child is likely the victim of prior sexual abuse. Therefore, ‘consentual’ sex with a child, who is not capable of giving consent, is rape. How could any sane person deny this? No, scratch that. I’m not going to give LabRat’s commenter the excuse of insanity. Predation is not based on insanity, it is based on evil. The very attempt to rationalize it away as the commenter did is nothing short of pure evil. The snake in the garden wooed Eve into Original Sin not with threats or physical force but with the sweetest words and flawed rationalizations. Source.

1 Now the serpent was more crafty than any of the wild animals the LORD God had made. He said to the woman, “Did God really say, ‘You must not eat from any tree in the garden’?”
2 The woman said to the serpent, “We may eat fruit from the trees in the garden, 3 but God did say, ‘You must not eat fruit from the tree that is in the middle of the garden, and you must not touch it, or you will die.’”
4 “You will not certainly die,” the serpent said to the woman. 5 “For God knows that when you eat from it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil.”
6 When the woman saw that the fruit of the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eye, and also desirable for gaining wisdom, she took some and ate it. She also gave some to her husband, who was with her, and he ate it.

Whether you believe the literal Garden of Eden story or not, this is an incredibly spot-on picture of not only human psychology as a whole, but also of evil and how evil makes its argument. As a parent, it’s my job to make sure Wee Bot does not get into a car with LabRat’s commenter. That is a horribly simplified and obvious statement to make, but that about says it all, doesn’t it? What I mean to say is that it is the parent’s responsibility, handed to them at the time of the child’s conception, to make sure the child is safely taught to be an adult by the time they reach adulthood. It is a huge task and most if not all parents fail at it at one point or another. I’m not saying that it is the parents’ fault if their kid gets diddled by the uncle, but they have a heavy responsibility to minimize Junior’s interactions with possible threats. Who will abuse my child? Nobody if I can help it, and I’m going to use any and all advantages at my disposal to that end.

I have additional thoughts on the age of consent and how we can’t effectively fight the sexual education problems until we come to some sanity there. But, that’s going to have to wait for a subsequent entry as this one has already gotten entirely too long.

I hadn’t had a contact from a 419 scammer in quite some time. I was starting to think that they had gone extinct or something. But, apparently not. I recently signed up for a Skype account so I could be part of the train wreck known as Vicious Circle. It was fun but my equipment sucked up the show. So, I’m going to have to get a new headset and see if I can do that again sometime. Since I now have a Skype account, I downloaded the Android app to my Epic 4G and linked my account with my FB account. Pretty nifty, actually. The other day I saw that a woman had added me as a Skype contact. I added her reciprocally, assuming that she was some distant cousin that I didn’t remember at the moment. Seconds later, she attempted to call me on Skype. That’s about when I realized that I didn’t know her at all. I didn’t answer, but I shot her an IM via Skype.

[9/26/2011 3:18:49 PM] Evyl Robot: Do I know you from somewhere?
[9/26/2011 3:19:15 PM] freda boamah: oh not really
[9/26/2011 3:19:41 PM] freda boamah: i just wanna make some friends

Don’t think that I’m too slow. This is about when I thought that she may have ulterior motives. In fact, I initially only continued the conversation because I was curious as to whether she was a person or a sophisticated bot.

Now, I haven’t been to Ohio, but I don’t believe that the natives typicaly refer to their mothers as ‘mum’ there. By this point I was pretty certain that I was not messaging with an American. And, I could kind of smell the request for money coming.

[9/26/2011 3:22:32 PM] freda boamah: but i know i will surely work things out
[9/26/2011 3:23:29 PM] Evyl Robot: That is rough. How did your mother go missing?
[9/26/2011 3:24:40 PM] freda boamah: my dad n mum got divorced n my mum came to ghana n i have been sent to search for my mum

“Dear”?!? *Snick. Guffaw.* Alright, I have to admit that the only reason I didn’t block and report her at this point is I wanted to see how far she’d take the ruse with absolutely no promise of anything.

That wasn’t exactly true either. When people do this as a lifestyle, they probably do live in some pretty crappy conditions, and I do feel for them. But, I’m not stupid enough to let that part me from my money by way of gross dishonesty.

[9/26/2011 4:26:09 PM] freda boamah: so what do we do?\

I really wish that I hadn’t jumped off the computer by this point. But, alas. I wouldn’t get to explore this question until she engaged me in another thread a couple of days later. Where do these people get off? Is anyone actually stupid enough to fall for this crap? Anyway, here’s what happened next:

[9:58:55 AM] Evyl Robot: Just fine. Were you able to come up with funds for your groceries?
[9:59:10 AM] freda boamah: no dear
[9:59:23 AM] freda boamah: not at all
[9:59:26 AM] Evyl Robot:
[9:59:34 AM] freda boamah: no one to help me out

Maybe I have a feeling that if people like me will keep people like freda busy, they won’t have time to talk to the gullible old people that actually would send money. This is like a public service. I’m a philanthropist!

Maybe it’s because I have a short attention span or maybe it’s because I legitimately stay too busy for this kind of foolishness, but I was bored at this point. Time to see how much push she’ll take in the other direction.

[10:15:14 AM] Evyl Robot: I don’t believe you are from the U.S., I don’t believe your profile pic is of you, I don’t believe your dad is sick in OH, I don’t believe your mother is lost, I don’t believe you are on a quest to reunite your family, and I don’t believe you need $50 from me for groceries. I believe you are a native of Ghana who wants to part an American fool with his cash with a sad story.

*Crickets chirping*

[10:15:22 AM] Evyl Robot: If that’s not true, prove it.

She’s gone, Evyl. She finally figured out that you aren’t buying what she’s selling.

[10:16:30 AM]You have no response? I’ll give you ten minutes to think about it and then I’m going to block your profile unless you have something to say about it.
[10:36:08 AM] Evyl Robot: Good bye. If anything you’ve told me has been true, I wish you the best. No, I wish you the best regardless. If my suspicions are correct and everything you’ve told me is a lie, may God have mercy on your soul.

Would you believe that I haven’t heard back from her? 😛 I removed her from my contacts and blocked her profile. Then, Skype popped up with a “Report Abuse?” window. Don’t mind if I do! Anyway, I could have used some of that raw snark on her I suppose. That’s what I’ll do next time I get one of these.

p.s. – Give donations for Kilted to Kick Cancer here. I think the other kilted bloggers are falling for this whole ‘put it off till the last minute’ sneak attack ambush thing that you’re doing. It’s safe now. If you make your donations on my behalf now, they won’t know what hit them!

If either of you wound up here before you went to my lovely wife’s site, you should go there now. She’s giving away a beautiful anodized aluminum shotgun case with an electronic lock on it.

When Gun Casket offered to send her the two cases, she wanted the pistol case (which she will keep) in purple. I asked her to get the other one in orange. It is gorgeous. I wants it. My Preeecccciiiouuussss…. But alas. I know how many shotshells are in that pic. I helped set it up and count them. I’m ineligible. But you could win it. It’s boxed and ready to go next weekend. Go drop a guess count in the comment section on her blog for your chance to win the pretty. It’s shiny and it needs a home before I make it disappear.

On my right side I carry a Ka-Bar 4058. It has a D2 blade mounted to a titanium handle with a liner lock. This one is my beater knife, taking on boxes and twigs, fingernail grime, and pretty much all of my daily knife tasks. That D2 is some seriously tough steel!

On my left I carry a Kershaw 1660TIZDP. It’s nearly a clone of the standard Ken Onion Leek with the differences being that it has a ZDP189 blade mounted in a Titanium handle with a frame lock like the standard Leek. This one stays deathly sharp and doesn’t see the abuse that the Ka-Bar does. The ZDP189 has such a hard inner core that it tends to be a little on the brittle side. I actually had to send the first one back to Kershaw because about 1/4″ inexplicably snapped off the tip of the blade.

Of course both knives sport thumb studs and pocket clips, just as you would imagine. I usually don’t clip them to my pockets because they tend to scuff my leather when I sit if I do. I’ve considered pulling the clips off and storing them someplace safe, but the things are just so handy when you need them!

It’s on like Diddy Kong! I’ve officially secured a professional photographer who is donating her time to the cause and is willing to take whatever kinds of pictures my top donator wants to see. I want to see some high-dollar donations and some awkward requests for photos. As I said before, the table is pretty full with what’s on it. If you want some high quality pics of me walking the dog in my kilt, that’s what you’ll get. If you want photographic evidence of what I’m wearing under the kilt, it kind of looks like I’ve pretty well promised that as well. Pretty much anything in between goes as well. And, the pics don’t necessarily have to be kilt related at all. Now that I’ve made these arrangements, I probably ought to check and make sure that this is all legal. Especially since I’ve been announcing it on the interwebtron. On a website that’s linked to me personally… Yeah, I’ve got some homework to do.

It is wonderful that so many people have gotten involved in this thing! When AD first announced his idea, I thought it was neat and wanted to see it go far. But, the progress has been unprecedented. You may recall from my original kilt post published September 13, and I quote:

Drop a generous enough donation and custom pics can be arranged. Heck, depending on the generosity, it might not even have to be a G-rated picture! *blush*

And then, I read on Jay G’s blog published six days later on September 19:

Lastly, let me just say for the right donation I will be happy to provide custom pictures upon request – here’s your chance to see just where my comfort zone truly lies!

What?!?! Oh, no you di-in’t! The gauntlet has come off, sir. Nobody horns in on my whoring out! I’m pretty sure that both of my readers also read your blog and will recognize you as the charlatan that you are.* That is if they remember reading my blog at all. So with them as my witnesses, it is now time to up the ante. I currently have messages sent out to photographers requesting a professional photo session with the possibility of it going a risque direction. I will be sending custom photos for the right donations. If you want to see me gardening, I’ll be happy to oblige. If you want to see skin, we’ll go there. I’m told that my body is not bad to look at.

I’ve got to set up some guidelines if I’m going to really commit to this. Let’s say that the bidding starts at $100.00. A Franklin won’t necessarily get you non-G-rated pictures, but if you make a $100.00 donation and want a picture of me doing something really silly, I will gladly oblige. For lesser donations, if you want a pic of me doing something simple like oh, say… collating papers, I will gladly oblige. Over that $100.00 ceiling, I’ll give the top donator very customized pics. You want a picture of me covered in dead fish? Obee kaybee. Pretty much anything that is legal and ethical is on the table for custom pics at this point.

So again, go to THIS LINK and chip in because now it’s personal. (More pics to follow.)

*I actually called Jay and razzed him about this over the phone. The only reason I went ahead and published this is because he knows that it’s all in good fun.

So, Stephen Spielberg is slated to direct the live action movie of Ghost in the Shell. From the hints at the players that are working on this film, I’m pretty well convinced that they are going to completely screw the story and alienate fans of the manga and anime. Oh well. It happens. I didn’t see the latest version of The Day the Earth Stood Still as I heard from nearly all sources that it was a hot, steamingpile. As preachy as the original was, I understand that the remake is exponentially more so. But, I digress. I’m a fan of GITS. I’ve got a copy on laserdisk, DVD, and Blu Ray. Like I said, I’m a fan.

However, speaking of remakes starring Ted LoganTom AndersonNeoEddie KasalivichKeanu Reeves, apparently he’s been cast as Spike Spiegel in the upcoming live action film Cowboy Bebop. Although he does have the look for the role, it will certainly stretch his *ahem* skills as an actor. There have been quite a few suggestions on how to fill out the rest of the cast. They’ve been fascinating to say the least:

Christina Ricci as Faye was a stroke of genius. I’m looking forward to that one, but I kind of expect them to screw it up as well. And, on to my point…

What I’d really like to see is a live action adaptation of Eureka Seven. In reading The Reluctant Paladin‘s Girl Friday entries, I ran across the perfect actress to play Eureka‘s psychotic nemesis Anemone. And that would be Natalie Dormer. For that matter, she could probably play Eureka just as well. Admittedly, she’s a little old for the parts, but her face is nearly a perfect match to the two girls. I don’t think that they are supposed to be identical, but their likeness to each other in the artwork is certainly no mistake. What do you think?

She does look more like Anemone but I think she could probably play either one. It might be interesting if she played both roles though. It would emphasize the duality that is a theme throughout the story. Besides that, she would look totally hot with pink or green hair. 😀

Alright, people. It’s been entirely too long since the last time I posted an entry. Sorry. I don’t know how I can have a consistent three to five entries per week for a while and then all of a sudden have nothing for weeks. It’s weird.

Send me some love - you know you want to!

But anyway, I’ve decided to throw my pants in the ring on Ambulance Driver’sKilted to Kick Cancer project. Frankly, I don’t think the money is stacking up fast enough and I want to make sure we get some money in the project to make it worth my while to put the free stuff into the prize pot that I have contributed. I mean, I’ve got hundreds of dollars of my own work wrapped up in this thing already! And if I wind up with my own custom belt and holster, then there is that.

Concealing my M&P45c and two extra mags no less!

I have been wearing my kilt and telling people what I’m doing it for. Now I’ll be telling those people to come here and drop a few bucks. My kilt is wool, so I haven’t been wearing it every day. I can’t wash it and I want it to air out a little between wearings. Nobody wants me in a stanky kilt!

Ah, that was a good vintage!

One day I did wear a kilt-ish skirt because I wanted the wool to air out. I don’t think I want to do that again. That being said, I do have a cargo kilt on the way to fill in the gaps. I don’t mind saying that I look damn fine in my kilt too.

Ooo baby! Rock that skirt!

So, what are you still doing here? Go to THIS LINK and throw some money down! It can be five bucks, fifty bucks, a grand, or $2.15. Just whatever you feel like you can contribute at this time. If you give at least $40, you can even get a free Kilted to Kick Cancer t-shirt! Tell your friends. Tell your friends to tell their friends. This is a great cause and you should get involved. I’m committed now, the least you can do is get involved! 😛

Shopping for anime, of course!

I’ve been in the choir loft on Sunday morning in my kilt, shopped in my kilt, and even went to a local networking event kilted.

I was by far the manliest one there.

Do you have any suggestions of things you’d like to see me doing in my kilt? Something stupid like installing shelves?

Kilted for constuction?

How about shopping the local garage sales?

I wonder what he would take for that Scorpions record...

Drop a generous enough donation and custom pics can be arranged. Heck, depending on the generosity, it might not even have to be a G-rated picture! *blush* Anyhow, please do contribute to the cause. Thanks in advance!